[ So, her last words are probably a better timed thing than she expects. That frightening, desperate determination is quick to fade when Elizabeth's words come out so barbed. He had called himself a monster first to acknowledge it, and yet, it still wasn't complete. He never really felt that it was the truth. So Angel not needing a monster for a father cuts deep, just as Elizabeth had surely intended. For many people, he'd absolutely react with the sort of vicious anger that had led to Rhys's death, but for Elizabeth, his response is much more muted.

The confidence fades, and he ends up bowing his head forward as he reaches to run a hand through his hair. He's not sure how to respond, not really, because it's not often that someone stands up to him and he doesn't feel the need to kill them for that kind of defiance. It might mean she has a point, but... He decides he can think on that later. Once Angel is alive again. ]

Yeah, that-- That won't happen again.

[ It couldn't, honestly. No one else has anything that would pull out that kind of rage. ]

Only time I'll be using my gun again? I'll be way more certain that I'm pointing it at one of them.